Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Zoey felt a warm comfort in her heart and quickly drifted off to sleep.

Although she thought their relationship progressed too quickly, her time with Fitch and Nolan was genuinely delightful. Fitch treated her well, and being the easy-going person she was, she quickly accepted him, even starting to like him a bit.

For the next few days, Fitch continued to take time off work to stay with her in the villa.

Every night, she couldn't escape his intense affections, which seemed to never tire him. She began to look more worn out, while his energy seemed to only increase. Zoey started to think of him as a kind of energy vampire.

After four days, upon her pleading, Fitch finally allowed her a night of rest, but only after she called him "hubby" ten times, much to her chagrin.

Taking advantage of the night off, she caught up on some much-needed sleep. But in the middle of the night, she woke up abruptly, looked at the ceiling, and felt for him beside her.

Fitch wasn't there. Hearing noises from the balcony, she walked over. The balcony door was slightly ajar, and Fitch's voice was soft.

"What does he mean, wanting to come back?"

Whatever the response was, it made him smirk. Fitch absentmindedly played with his lighter.

"So, the girl we set up for Henry isn't to his liking? She's quite the catch, a real blue-blooded princess, even if she's from the wrong side of the blankets. It's Henry who's punching above his weight here." Zoey felt like she'd been struck, wondering if she'd heard wrong. Fitch hadn't noticed her; he'd been too caught up in his bliss to keep his guard up.

"If he's not into her, we'll find someone else. Just keep him away."

Zoey felt a chill run through her. She remembered Henry mentioning a breakup, claiming he'd slept with another woman.

She had found it odd, knowing Henry to be a stand-up guy, not someone to jump into bed on a whim. Could Fitch have orchestrated this?

Fitch's voice carried a tone of smug satisfaction. "Just keep an eye on him."

Zoey realized the man she'd been seeing these past days seemed different from the one before her

now. Fitch had kept his a ve nature at bay, devoting himself. entirely to her, which made

forget that a man of his wealth and power in Greenfield couldn't possibly be all warmth and kindness. His ruthlessness was becoming apparent.

In a casual conversation, he'd potentially ruined Henry's life. Her fists clenched as she grappled with how to react.

Should she be angry? They'd been intimate so many times, even though their relationship was barely a week old.

A chill went down her spine as she overheard another phone call.

"Are they enjoying their trip to Hilltop?"

"Just keep watching."

It was like a thunderclap in her mind. Her parents traveling, Henry's sudden departure, Henry's supposed infidelity-all too coincidental.

He'd removed everyone close to her,

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colder than ever, she silently d to bed, curling up.

Half an hour later, Fitch came back. Instinctively, he pulled her close, inhaling deeply.

Zoey remained silent, fearing he was like a wolf in sheep's clothing. All the warmth and tenderness were just a facade.